It was 1990.
I was heading east on Diversey behind a bright red pick up truck on a beautiful summer day in Chicago.
Four kids, sitting in the bed of that truck with their backs against the cab. Four kids, smiling back at me. Four kids - white, Hispanic, black - enjoying the ride.
My brain took a snapshot of those boys in that truck and I've been saving it ever since.
Babysitting for a family in Warrenville in the early 90's.
The daughter, Ashley, was all of six with bright red hair and freckles and a missing front tooth. She was standing in front of the neighbor's red horse barn in a red polka-dot sun dress.
Again, my brain registered this perfect moment picture.
For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to learn how to take photos. Now, no more 'if I only had a camera' moments.
For my birthday, Jim got me a special fancy schmancy hoo-ha camera.
And I'm learning to use it.
So hopefully you'll see some of my progress over the coming months via the link to the right.
I am listening to: The Ataris - The Boys of Summer
I am reading: Dynamics GP registration list
And I am: Okay
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